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This time of year brings back great memories of leaf piles, trick or treating and Grandma's strawberry pie (her pumpkin pie was okay but ooh! That strawberry!)

One of the things I'm not keen about growing up is when you have to act responsible when there is work to be done. Forget the raking! Can't I just jump in those leaves once?

Of course, the other downside of growing up is the forty-year old, big body isn't taking that jump in the leaves as that ten year-old body. Someone get the ambulance, please.

6 comments:

Michelle Lana said...

Cute illo!

Michelle Lana said...

Cute illo!

Ginger*:)* said...

Oh go for it! Didn't you know that 40 is the new 19. You can jump...just make a much much much bigger pile... and it would help if the leaves were raked onto a bed of hay. Nice illustration. I remember when we were actually ALLOWED to burn our leaves. No more. Now they have to be raked, blown and bagged.

Kevin Spear said...

Thanks for the comments. For the record, I haven't burned any leaves in this decade (just in case the EPA is reading).

However, I live near the country and in Indiana, you can still smell burning leaves this time of year. I dutifully bag them and hope they get mulched at the local landfill.

The had ideal sounds great. I'll have to borrow a bale from my father-in-law. He expects that kind of behaivor from me.

Digital Scott's illustrationblog said...

What a great scene! Well done.

The Blaq Hole said...

Very nice, it reminds me of my child hood. Great work